Chapter 167: Borrowing Supreme Power to Establish Prestige

"Heh... a shrinking turtle, how dare you spout such nonsense!" Yuechan responded with a sneer.

As she finished speaking, she noticed the group behind Mengchen, cast her gaze upon the Secondary Body, and rebuked her with a fierce look: "How dare you fall so low, willing to follow by his side."

Yuechan Secondary Body was very displeased with the Main Body's tone of rebuke, and responded with full resentment: "So what if I've fallen! What does it have to do with you? You had better think about how to deal with what's coming! Don't end up captured and even more fallen than me."

By now, Yuechan Secondary Body had gained quite a lot of knowledge regarding Mengchen's trump cards; even the Main Body would likely only end up captured.

"Even if she knelt down and begged me, I wouldn't bother letting her fall. She only has one path to take today, and that is to sacrifice her blood to the heroic spirits," Mengchen said sternly, pointing angrily at Yuechan not far before him.

"Master! Let the disciple handle this!"

At this moment, Xiaohuang stepped forward from behind; she held Mengchen in high esteem.

"Master?"

Hearing this form of address, Jinchanzi became astonished and muttered in his heart: "This little bald thief has actually taken on a disciple?!"

"He actually took a Venerable as a disciple...!" Upon sensing Xiaohuang's aura, Jinchanzi became even more unsettled; it was simply unimaginable...

"It's fine, just let your master handle it. Why use a butcher's knife to slaughter a chicken?" Mengchen looked at Xiaohuang and said with a smile, feeling very delighted in his heart. He had not expected Xiaohuang to respect him, her master, to this extent.

"Who are you calling a chicken!"

Hearing these words from Mengchen, Yuechan Zhushen was instantly extremely indignant, her aura turning chilling in an instant, causing her beautiful hair and dress to dance without wind.

"Hmph! Go to your death!" Mengchen shouted coldly, not bothering to engage in any further pointless verbal sparring.

In an instant, he unleashed his Divine Power, eleven Cave Heavens manifesting behind him, becoming brilliant and eye-catching, and then he leaped into the air.

"Boastful!" Yuechan Zhushen said with disdain.

Immediately, she formed a strange hand seal, and two incomparably blazing divine lights shot up from behind her: a True Dragon and a Zhenhuang.

After their last encounter, Yuechan Zhushen understood that to deal with Mengchen, she had to use her full strength and could not be careless, so she used the Dragon Phoenix Combined Strike from the start.

Using the Dragon Phoenix Combined Strike right from the beginning truly surprised Mengchen, but he was no longer the person he once was.

Mengchen had been able to wound Yuechan Zhushen while she was using the Dragon Phoenix Combined Strike several months ago, so with his current strength, it was enough to crush her.

His figure, which had been charging upward, came to an abrupt halt, and then he formed strange hand seals with both hands, causing the eleven Cave Heavens behind him to shine brilliantly, as if they could illuminate ten thousand generations.

"Ah..."

"Roar..."

Heaven-shaking sounds erupted from the Cave Heavens, and several terrifyingly peerless auras began to awaken. The next instant, eight fierce heavenly dragons—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold—rushed out, followed by a red lotus, a golden pupil, the Kunpeng, a golden little person, the Jiuyou Ao, and the Zhenhuang, all flying upward simultaneously.

Rushing into the high sky, they instantly became massive and intimidating, and a terrifying aura that made one shudder spread out.

The appearance of multiple peerless precious techniques caused a chorus of gasps from the experts in an instant.

"That is, that is the Ten Fiends Precious Technique, there are actually three types, and they are all complete! It is truly stunning! And those other techniques of his, all of them are transcendent Divine Arts. I really cannot fathom how he, a mere young boy, managed to obtain them."

"It is truly shocking! He is a god-like, stunning talent."

"Kunpeng Technique, Jiuyou Ao True Method, Zhenhuang Method, all Ten Fiends techniques; I never expected him to have obtained three of the Ten Fiends' methods alone."

The gazes of the many experts became greedy at this moment: a young woman dressed in golden-yellow clothes rushed forward rapidly and stood on the same front as Yuechan Zhushen. A sunflower behind her bloomed rapidly; she was clearly an expert who had cultivated into human form from a plant, and she had already initially ignited her Divine Fire.

Mengchen was puzzled and said: "You want to fight too?"

"Yes!"

The young woman nodded, then with a hint of a smile, said: "I admire your precious techniques and long to borrow them for a look. Do not worry, I will not take your life."

She said it lightly, claiming she would not take a life, but the aura she emitted invisibly made one's hair stand on end; it would be strange if there were no killing intent.

"This is the Palace Master of the Flower God Palace, a Divine Fire Realm expert!"

In the far rear, some people from the Western Sect all changed color and revealed her identity.

The Flower God Palace had a deep background in the Upper Realm and occupied a piece of pure land there; it was filled with plant-type experts.

"I admire your chrysanthemum; can you lend it to me?" Mengchen said, calling the brilliant and magnificent sunflower a chrysanthemum because the two looked very similar.

"No, because you lack the fortune to enjoy it." The woman was still smiling, her black pupils staring at the lifelike Cave Heaven Spirit Bodies behind Mengchen, as if looking at treasures.

As she finished speaking, she turned to Yuechan and said: "Yuechan Xianzi, leave this boy to me! Once I'm done, I will definitely share the precious techniques."

Behind her, that sunflower that looked like a chrysanthemum flowed with golden light, Divine Fire flickering, and divine aura permeated the air, distorting the void as she prepared to strike at Mengchen.

"Good! Then I will trouble you." Yuechan Zhushen withdrew her aura, having decided to watch a good show.

At this moment, Mengchen had originally wanted to escape; he was not foolish enough to fight an expert who had ignited Divine Fire.

But at this very instant, his heart shook, and Huofeng Zhizun sent a voice transmission from afar: "Your Excellency, just put on a show. Leave these mere false gods to me."

Hearing this, Mengchen revealed a smile, abandoned the thought of escaping, and stopped in his tracks.

Mengchen also understood clearly: Huofeng Zhizun wanted to help him establish his prestige. These people had killed so many disciples of the Western Sect; their crimes were too great to be redeemed by anything but death.

But with his current Array Formation cultivation, it was difficult to wipe out so many experts, so he might as well go with the flow and use the Supreme's power to punish the evildoers.

Just at this time, a white-haired old man with five-element essence energy swirling around his body arrived through the air, his gaze sharp, facing Mengchen from afar.

Then, that flood dragon of unknown size and that black giant lion wreathed in nether fire also began to eye Mengchen covetously; they had both ignited Divine Fire and were two Divine Fire experts from the Dao Sect.

Finally, the Sect Master of the Butian Sect, Qitianyan, and an old man with a face full of red hair also surrounded him.

This red-haired old man had brilliant Divine Fire surging around his body; he was the Sect Master of the Divine Fire Sect and had already ignited his Divine Fire.

In an instant, the super-experts from the Flower God Palace, Mount Bu Lao, the Dao Sect, the Butian Sect, the Divine Fire Sect, and others all surrounded Mengchen. Their eyes flickered, and the atmosphere suddenly became incomparably eerie.

At this moment, all these people wanted to capture his body and seize his techniques.

"You are... Mengchen, right! If you don't want to suffer, just come over yourself."

Qitianyan wore a condescending posture, his tone indifferent but filled with killing intent as he swept a glance at Mengchen.

"You say I should come over, so I should? I think it would be better if you crawled over," Mengchen said.

This Qitianyan had repeatedly insulted him back at the Butian Sect and later wounded his master, Jinchanzi; now, he had delivered himself to his doorstep!

The crowd was astonished. Where did he get the courage to spout such nonsense when facing so many gods? Was he not afraid of death?

Initially, they were shocked that Mengchen and his group had flown out from the shattered void, but upon deeper sensing, they discovered that the highest among them was merely that red-clothed woman in the Venerable Realm. Thus, there was no need for concern.

"He belongs to my Dao Sect," the flood dragon expert from the Dao Sect said coldly, his massive dragon head probing down from the sky, his momentum overbearing. "Indeed! Don't speak so grandiosely. The techniques on this boy belong to my Dao Sect." Afterward, that massive black lion glanced at the young woman from the Flower God Palace, the dim nether fire on its body making people feel even more chilled.

Everyone was startled; they were planning to swallow it all alone! "No, everything of his belongs to my Butian Sect," the white-haired old man wreathed in Five Elements Qi spoke up.

"My Divine Fire Sect also wants his techniques," the Sect Master of the Divine Fire Sect shouted from within the divine flames.

"Why must it be this way? There is no need for us to resort to force; wouldn't it be better to take the techniques together and share them?" the woman from the Flower God Palace said with a smile.

Then Qitianyan spoke up: "Everyone! You need not argue; he has offended my Butian Sect, so he belongs to us."

"I say, do you really think you have the victory in your grasp? To be so arrogant while merely in the Divine Fire Realm, or perhaps if you were to reach the rank of True God, would you not even hold the Supreme in your eyes? Therefore, so that you don't go out and make a fool of yourselves in the future, I shall reluctantly cut you down!" Mengchen said with a disdainful tone.

His gaze was piercing, his vitality surging; such dominance startled many.

Once these words were spoken, the gazes of the several powerful experts eyeing him covetously naturally turned cold.

They had ignited their Divine Fire and had already become gods; facing a god, he still dared to speak such wild words, provoking a killing intent.

"Hehe... can't wait anymore? Why not just hand over the techniques, and I might show some kindness and let you live," the woman from the Flower God Palace licked her bright red lips, wearing a smile.

Mengchen smiled faintly and said: "I truly cannot wait; I simply cannot bear to watch you bunch of false gods continue to act so high and mighty here."

Having said that, he soared into the sky and instantly recalled all the Cave Heaven Spirit Bodies he had released.

Now that Huofeng Zhizun had taken action, he had no need to use his divine abilities.

The moment Mengchen soared into the sky, the two powerful experts from the Dao Sect, the young woman from the Flower God Palace, the old man from the Butian Sect wreathed in Five Elements Qi, and Qitianyan, fearing he would escape, all swooped over together.

Regarding this, Mengchen appeared incomparably calm; his body, which had soared into the sky, suddenly stood in the void, and he clenched his fist from afar at the incomparably massive and infinitely long flood dragon, then roared: "Explode for me!"

An astonishing event happened in an instant; there were no fluctuations of laws, no vast divine energy, yet a torrential rain of blood began to fall from the sky.

The massive body of that flood dragon exploded in an instant, and blood rained down from the sky; the scene was deeply horrifying.

"How could this be..." In this instant, the young woman from the Flower God Palace turned pale with fright.

"Not good, I misjudged!" the giant black lion covered in nether fire exclaimed.

"We were too lucky in our hearts; the means that could shatter the void earlier could not possibly belong to an ordinary person. Run!" the old man from the Butian Sect wreathed in Five Elements Qi was instantly terrified.

They had previously deeply sensed the strength of Mengchen and the others, thinking the strongest was at most a Venerable; the combination of wishful thinking and the temptation of the Ten Fiends' fortune caused them to neglect the most important point.

At this time, Qitianyan had already fled downwards rapidly, and then the Butian Sect, Divine Fire Sect, Flower God Palace, and the remaining black giant lion from the Dao Sect also instantly began their escape.

Tianhu Shaonü, Yuechan Secondary Body, Heizi, Xiyao, and others, who knew Mengchen's trump cards, were shocked but did not show it too exaggeratedly.

But at this moment, whether it was Jinchanzi and the group of Western Sect elders and disciples, or Yuechan Zhushen and the experts of various sects, all were terrified.

Mengchen looked at Qitianyan and the others who were about to flee, sneered for a moment, and then pointed at them one by one from afar: "Freeze! Freeze! Freeze! Freeze! Freeze!"

Following Mengchen's pointing, Qitianyan, the young woman from the Flower God Palace, the old man from the Butian Sect wreathed in Five Elements Qi, the Divine Fire Sect Sect Master wrapped in divine flames, and that black giant lion were all frozen in place one by one.

This scene caused everyone to turn to stone, completely dumbfounded.

Xiaohuang frowned and looked at Huofeng Zhizun beside her, smiling lightly as if she understood.

In the meantime, Huofeng Zhizun, without changing her expression, exerted great invisible power, cooperating with Mengchen.

The four people were frozen there, their hearts pounding with fear, which was vividly displayed in their eyes.

In this instant, Mengchen's eleven Cave Heavens opened again; eight heavenly dragons of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold, a red lotus, a golden eye, a small golden figure, and seven Spirit Bodies including the Kunpeng, Zhenhuang, and Jiuyou Ao all roared out in an instant.

After the seven Spirit Bodies flew out of the Cave Heavens, they instantly erupted with their own unique and powerful momentum.

"You didn't want them? Come, come! I'll give them all to you," Mengchen said sternly, forming hand seals, and the seven Spirit Bodies each launched a lethal attack.

The four people, who were in infinite fear, were naturally all hit; blood bloomed on their bodies, and they screamed in agony.

With a "bang," the young woman from the Flower God Palace fell to the ground, a large hole pierced through her chest by a divine light, leaving her chest empty; she screamed, terrified that her pride as a woman was gone.

That old man from the Butian Sect had an arm and a leg severed, letting out a roar.

The black giant lion from the Dao Sect covered in nether fire was torn apart by the Zhenhuang and Kunpeng, its bones exposed and its flesh mangled.

The Divine Fire Sect Sect Master was blasted by the eight heavenly dragons, his divine flames scattering, his chest deeply collapsed, and his bones nearly all broken.

Qitianyan was pierced by the red light shot from the red lotus, becoming like a honeycomb, his whole body covered in bloody holes.

Mengchen descended from the sky, grabbed his collar, and without a word, delivered a series of slaps, loosening his teeth and sending them flying with blood, making his face as pale as snow.

Afterwards, Mengchen continued to hold him and strike hard; the slapping sounds were loud, and the slaps made Qitianyan see stars, his ears buzzing, and blood spurting from his nose and mouth.

"Didn't you think you were high and mighty? How does it feel to be slapped in the face now?" Mengchen asked, increasing his strength, the loud slaps echoing as he beat him with all his might.

Qitianyan's lips were swollen, black and purple, bruised like mush, beaten out of shape, and all his teeth were knocked out, flying out mixed with blood.

He was furious; when had he ever been humiliated like this?

This was no longer physical pain, but a stinging pain in his soul, making him feel extremely aggrieved and ashamed; given his status, how could he fall to this point?

"Junior... stop!" Qitianyan growled, his eyes full of resentment and fury.

"Still not convinced?"

Mengchen didn't say a word and delivered another series of slaps, causing his nasal bone to collapse, his mouth twisted and eyes slanted, looking completely ruined.

"You will... pay the price for this!" His mouth was already swollen beyond recognition, like a bun, and he roared from his throat like a beast.

"Still think you're high and mighty? Try threatening me again?" Mengchen said while continuing to strike.

The slapping sounds were incessant, and everyone watched in a daze.

Jinchanzi was astonished; he knew Mengchen was venting his anger, but this was too unrefined, actually slapping a veteran expert repeatedly.

Poor Qitianyan, everyone mourned for him.

Of course, there were those who felt very satisfied, namely the people of the Western Sect; in the past few months, the Butian Sect, in collusion with the Flower God Palace, the Butian Sect, and other forces, had killed many of their people.

At this moment, Qitianyan's eyes were red, angry to the extreme; to think that he, a sect leader, was treated like this, how could he bear it...

There is really no time today, so this is the only chapter.

(End of chapter)